Young Adult
Operation: Save the School
Interrogation — Okay, I know what you’re thinking. This looks bad, and why would he, a middle school meathead, want to save the school? First of all, ouch. Second, this was out of my control, it would’ve happened if I was there or not, and second..er.. thirdly, you’re not getting the whole story. Here, let me go over it for you, in all the gross detail. It all started on a Monday.
By Kyrin Sturdivant3 years ago in Fiction
Hidden Stream
Riding her horse is what Anne enjoyed more than school, playing sports, or even chatting with her friends online. It gave her a feeling of freedom that nothing else could match. Anne and her chestnut mare, Explorer, spent endless hours crisscrossing the fields and hills surrounding her family’s farm. They spent so much time together that, to anyone watching, it looked like they could read each other’s minds. Anne only had to place a minimum amount of pressure on the reins and Explorer would react immediately. The horse seemed to enjoy Anne’s company as much as Anne did hers.
By Mark Gagnon3 years ago in Fiction
"The Beauty of a Winter Storm"
It was a cold winter morning when I woke up and looked outside my window. I could see that the entire landscape was covered in a blanket of snow, and the sky was gray and ominous. The forecast had predicted a winter storm, and it had been right. I could feel the chill in the air as I dressed and prepared for the day.
By Beyond the Brightness3 years ago in Fiction
Tales of London #6
The teak desk dominated the whole room. It was very old, maybe even a century or so old, with a lot of drawers and carvings. It was also so huge that the five big leather armchairs on one side looked like those tiny ones kids used in kindergarten next to it. That desk was saying power, influence, importance.
By John H. Knight3 years ago in Fiction
"A Night in the Garden"
It was a dark and stormy night, and Sarah was having a difficult time falling asleep. She tossed and turned, trying to get comfortable, but no matter what she did, she couldn't seem to drift off. Just as she was about to give up, she closed her eyes and let out a deep sigh.
By Vocal Trending 3 years ago in Fiction
THE BEAUTIFUL WOMAN
There was once a woman named Sophia who was known throughout the land for her stunning beauty. She had long, flowing hair the color of golden wheat and piercing blue eyes that shone like sapphires. Her skin was as smooth as silk, and her figure was slender and graceful.
By ALEXIA CAMPBELL3 years ago in Fiction








